Irish had relieved him of his virginity several weeks ago and since then she'd heard talk around town that he was saving all his money for another go round with her.Irish had relieved him of his virginity several weeks ago and since then she'd heard talk around town that he was saving all his money for another go round with her. Twining her arms around his neck, she nuzzled Billy Joe's cheek. You wanna go upstairs or you wanna waste time with a drink first?" "G..go upstairs, ma'am," the shy cowboy replied. Irish grabbed his hand and pulled him through the arched doorway to the back stairs. "C'mon. It's quicker this way." Once she had the young man in her private room, she shut the door and turned to see him, standing awkwardly in the middle of the tiny room. There was barely room for the large bed and a small dresser next to it. "Now, Billy Joe, don't tell me you're still nervous about being with me," she said. "Didn't I teach you anything last time?" She watched him swallow, his Adam's apple bobbing. "Yes, ma'am." "Well, come on, start undressing." Irish turned sideways and began rolling down her left stocking. "Uh, ma'am, could you leave those on?" Billy Joe's hesitant words stopped her. She looked up. "Why, Billy Joe, do you have thing about stockings?" "I...they're just so soft." Rolling it back up, she replied, "Anything you want, sugar. Anything for you." In minutes they were both naked, except for her garter belt and silk stockings. He stood in front on her, turning red again, unsure of what to do next to get them from the floor to the bed. Stepping forward, Irish reached out and gently shoved Billy Joe backwards so he fell on the bed. Then she knelt between his legs, bending down till her mouth was inches away from his shaft. "Is this okay with you, Billy Joe?" The boy could only stutter as her mouth engulfed the head. A strangled moan escaped from him as she drew the entire length down her throat, burying her nose in his pubic hair. |